first kiss

While Nand lay in bed, his mind woven a web of dreams and recollections, many of which included Venya's visage. A sound startled him out of his meditation, breaking the quiet hum of the night. He woke up from his slumber, driven by curiosity to the mystery beyond his window.

Nand approached the source of the sound with caution, his senses keenly aware. He was briefly stunned by the sight that met his eyes as he pried open the glass. Venya was sitting on the window sill, her form lit by the glimmer of a moon peeking through the clouds.

Nand took in the scene with obvious disbelief. Although he had known Venya to be an adventurous person, he was unprepared for her audacious deed. Their lodging were divided by a narrow wall, but now it seemed as if the window pipe, a tiny thread, joined them.

Sensing his approach, Venya turned to face him, her wide eyes reflecting a mixture of fear and excitement. She measured the distance to the earth below, her fists clench